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Personal Style
Apparel
![Silver Flowerfall](/static/cms/equipment/29243.png)
![Gossamer Silk Veil](/static/cms/equipment/3702.png)
![Classy Tailcoat](/static/cms/equipment/33698.png)
![Classy Spats](/static/cms/equipment/472.png)
![Classy Waistcoat](/static/cms/equipment/475.png)
![Classy Tail Spat](/static/cms/equipment/33702.png)
![Inkwell Feathered Wings](/static/cms/equipment/5161.png)
![Inkwell Tail Feathers](/static/cms/equipment/5399.png)
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
22.43 m
Wingspan
15.4 m
Weight
6720.42 kg
Genetics
Orca
Wasp
Wasp
Orca
Bee
Bee
Orca
Opal
Opal
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 0 / 245
![Scratch](/static/cms/battle_items/495.png)
![Shred](/static/cms/battle_items/497.png)
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
"Shattered. Stained. Priceless. Beautiful."
The Last 60 Years
March 11th. The year...the year has faded in his memory. He knows there was no phones back then...there wasn't as much color or boldness in the clothes people would wear. There was...less noise outside.
But no matter how many years he's lived in the clutches of businessmen, he hasn't forgotten the first day. He was still twitching, shaking, uncontrollably shivering at the icy pain that was changing his cells from the inside. He should have known better than to trust an old family enemy just as he was getting success...but that's not important now...he couldn't even remember the guy's name...and family....family was a myth carried on by dreams and nightmares alike.
The curse that had been forcibly given to him involved a magical strain that caused the following symptoms and conditions:
-His body was no longer fully warm-blooded like it should be. It morphed into a cold-blooded creature though he was still able to survive in the shadows even if it caused him pain.
-His tears dripped silver instead of clear and contained a concentrated magical energy highly sought after for rare potions and in most cases, individuals wanting a temporary power spike by drinking them.
-His immune system weakened, 5x more vulnerable to disease. His physicality also got weaker, bruises able to be inflicted easier and his bones easier to break.
-And finally, it took the beauty that he had such overwhelming pride for and enhanced it to look like someone who was gifted rather than cursed. His eyes lightened to irises that glimmered like ice and it vanished away all blemishes on his skin. It fixed his face for any asymmetry to become even and it balanced his muscle and fat to make him look like the perfect strong yet skinny specimen.
Naturally, he was bartered away to another kingdom where no one would recognize him. It wasn't long before he was tortured into obedience--though mainly for the tears and the tears were sold on the black market (a trend that still continues today). Though as years past, he eventually became an asset worthy to sell to a group that wanted to train him to be a pretty object. He could be hired for both lustful wishes and to be shown off like a new car. He despised all of this which lead to his first 20 years receiving beating after beating after beating until he finally succumbed to his masters. But they wouldn't remain his masters for long.
He was sold again--though they made him cry a few times before he was gone. His new owners were also interested in selling his body which they did successfully. They were less keen on leaving marks though so any time he misbehaved or they needed tears, they'd use plague magic to get what they wanted. There was no hope.
Presently, his masters (owners of a prostitution company) keep him dressed lavishly to attract customers in ads and for walk-ins. The other escorts are able to quit the company if they wish but not Narcissus. He's an asset. He was bought. He is theirs. He is a play thing not worthy of rights.
The company moved to The Sprite Falls recently and here, there is no record of Narcissus ever existing as a person. He was born over 80 years ago and hasn't aged a day since the day he got the curse at 22 years old. The kingdom in which he was born left the case of him missing as deceased. Except that man was named Evander and he is deceased.
Left over is Narcissus; a beautiful shell of what used to be a charming man.
The Last 60 Years
March 11th. The year...the year has faded in his memory. He knows there was no phones back then...there wasn't as much color or boldness in the clothes people would wear. There was...less noise outside.
But no matter how many years he's lived in the clutches of businessmen, he hasn't forgotten the first day. He was still twitching, shaking, uncontrollably shivering at the icy pain that was changing his cells from the inside. He should have known better than to trust an old family enemy just as he was getting success...but that's not important now...he couldn't even remember the guy's name...and family....family was a myth carried on by dreams and nightmares alike.
The curse that had been forcibly given to him involved a magical strain that caused the following symptoms and conditions:
-His body was no longer fully warm-blooded like it should be. It morphed into a cold-blooded creature though he was still able to survive in the shadows even if it caused him pain.
-His tears dripped silver instead of clear and contained a concentrated magical energy highly sought after for rare potions and in most cases, individuals wanting a temporary power spike by drinking them.
-His immune system weakened, 5x more vulnerable to disease. His physicality also got weaker, bruises able to be inflicted easier and his bones easier to break.
-And finally, it took the beauty that he had such overwhelming pride for and enhanced it to look like someone who was gifted rather than cursed. His eyes lightened to irises that glimmered like ice and it vanished away all blemishes on his skin. It fixed his face for any asymmetry to become even and it balanced his muscle and fat to make him look like the perfect strong yet skinny specimen.
Naturally, he was bartered away to another kingdom where no one would recognize him. It wasn't long before he was tortured into obedience--though mainly for the tears and the tears were sold on the black market (a trend that still continues today). Though as years past, he eventually became an asset worthy to sell to a group that wanted to train him to be a pretty object. He could be hired for both lustful wishes and to be shown off like a new car. He despised all of this which lead to his first 20 years receiving beating after beating after beating until he finally succumbed to his masters. But they wouldn't remain his masters for long.
He was sold again--though they made him cry a few times before he was gone. His new owners were also interested in selling his body which they did successfully. They were less keen on leaving marks though so any time he misbehaved or they needed tears, they'd use plague magic to get what they wanted. There was no hope.
Presently, his masters (owners of a prostitution company) keep him dressed lavishly to attract customers in ads and for walk-ins. The other escorts are able to quit the company if they wish but not Narcissus. He's an asset. He was bought. He is theirs. He is a play thing not worthy of rights.
The company moved to The Sprite Falls recently and here, there is no record of Narcissus ever existing as a person. He was born over 80 years ago and hasn't aged a day since the day he got the curse at 22 years old. The kingdom in which he was born left the case of him missing as deceased. Except that man was named Evander and he is deceased.
Left over is Narcissus; a beautiful shell of what used to be a charming man.
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